User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3135907-20140730191442/@comment-2246928-20140815190704

Sarrik scratched her neck with a claw, her dark eyes thoughtful as she crouched down back against a chunk of granite. "Well, we could set the bushes an' such on fire, smoke the scum int' the open." Another rat, a veteran fighter by the name of Skinjaw, shook his head. "Nah, that might burn the 'ole forest down. Couldn't we just try ter reason wid 'em first, do a trade wid the rabbit? I doubt 'e's really a leader o' anythin', but they still might take pity on a youngbeast."